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Untitled By: Laigan Ahkee As time becomes all I own, and misery and cruelty is all that’s shown My face becomes so scared from war, from the cruelties of people that live no more. As time becomes all I own, the quakes I feel are all too cold, the life that falls deep within, Damages my body irreversibly, from what creation’s done to me. You might think I live immortal, but that’s not the truth My oxygen is cut from your fumes Pollutants that circle me is all too real The abuse you put me through is all I feel. I am the earth, but not your home, for your life is shortened by the faults you own, In this kingdom that Satan roams. Slowly but surely my death will dawn, when God rains fire and all creation mourns. By then when all evil shadows flee, And new Babylon comes to rescue me, This face of mine will be renewed, and scars and pain will be removed Only then can I be called, The Mother of Creation with no flaws. Then I’ll be EARTH, a place called home for all creation to be reborn